"I match Andrew!"

Harrison loves to match Andrew. The other day, when they were wearing their matching fleece pull-overs, Harrison decided that he needed to drink milk like Andrew. (Andrew's was formula, of course, while Harrison's was chocolate milk, but in his eyes they were both milk.)

I am enjoying Harrison's desire to match because I know one of these days he won't think it is cool anymore. For Valentine's day I bought them matching red shirts with guitars on them. Harrison is gonna be so excited!